I hear movement about the room but yet I can't be bothered to respond to it. I snuggle deeper in the covers, moaning in its comfort. Somewhere in the back of my mind, the image of a dude offering 'dream me' a million dollars to babysit some kid and then 'dream me' accepting it because, duh, I'm not stupid. But then... I fly up, my eyes wide taking in my surroundings. I feel the bed dip and my eyes snap to Wrath. He's tying the laces of his combat boots at the edge, he glances at me behind him. "Great, you're awake. We have a lot to do." I don't know where I suddenly got the energy from but I was on the other side of the room with an alarm clock poised to strike. I narrow my eyes at him, "Where the hell did you take me?" He gives me an annoyed look. "Put the clock down before you hurt yourself." I didn't waste any time, I throw the clock at him. He sees it coming and ducks. It crashes against the wall behind him but I'm already grabbing the remote in the next second. I throw it at